Mo Jing'an stood outside the house, anxious and anxious, reaching the point where he was at the end of his rope.
Xiao Liu stepped forward and said in a good voice: "Your Majesty, why don't you beg the Fourth Princess again..."
Mo Jingan glanced over with a sharp look, and Xiaoliu immediately lowered his head and shut his mouth. However, if he didn't ask the fourth princess for this matter, the second prince would really be in trouble.
But Mo Jing'an has always been arrogant, and asking him to ask for help is even more uncomfortable than killing him!
Just at this time, Mo Wenhuan passed by and walked straight towards Mo Jing'an. He said in a strange way: "Hey, isn't this my second brother? What kind of wind brings you here?"
Hearing this, Mo Jing'an glared fiercely: "Mo Wenhuan!"
But Mo Wenhuan was not afraid of him. He glanced at the big box carried by his men behind him and joked: "Which concubine are you bringing these things to marry? There are so many women in the house that you can't choose?"
Mo Jingan stepped forward and looked at him condescendingly: "Mo Wenhuan, you are really good. You actually went to the father and falsely accused me of choosing a concubine in the palace. You are a duplicitous villain. In addition to gossiping behind my back, What else do you want? Let me tell you, I’m not done with you!”
Mo Wenhuan was pressed by him and couldn't help but stepped back in fright. Seeing that the matter was exposed, his eyes flashed slightly, then he calmed down, raised his head and said: "What? Did I say something wrong? You are in the palace. You are not allowed to report to your father for doing such a dirty thing? You have been taught a lesson by your father, so you are taking your anger out on me, right? If you dare to mess around, I...I will continue to report it Father."
Mo Jingan sneered and gave him a disdainful look: "Idiot, my father would not be as brainless as you. He knew that this king did not choose a concubine. Not only did he not blame me, but he also handed over important matters to me. If it weren't for you If I take part in one, I haven’t had a chance to make up for it.”
Mo Wenhuan frowned: "What's the big deal?"
Mo Jing'an snorted coldly; "Why should I tell you?"
Mo Wenhuan gritted his teeth and hummed, unwilling to be outdone: "If you don't want to tell me, I won't tell you. I don't even bother to know."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked back towards the Three Princes' Mansion with his head held high. However, as soon as he reached the mansion, Mo Wenhuan paused, turned around immediately, and quietly poked his head out.
He wanted to see what other tricks Mo Jingan was up to!
Here, Mo Jing'an is very annoyed about Chu Yingluo. Who is this miracle doctor? Why is it Chu Yingluo? He originally offended Chu Yingluo, how could she help him? Now he is I'm in a dilemma and it's about to burn my butt.
Mo Jingan was thinking a lot and couldn't think of a solution. In order to save his warehouse, he finally turned around and went to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.
"Let's go and try again."
Seeing Chu Yingluo feeding the ducks in the yard, Mo Jingan quickly walked up. Only this time, he restrained his arrogance and deliberately lowered his attitude, "Fourth Princess."
Chu Yingluo turned her head and looked coldly: "Why are you here again?"
Mo Jing'an's expression froze, and then he squeezed out a smile and said with a smiling face: "Fourth Princess, how on earth do you want to be willing to take action to treat the epidemic?"
Chu Yingluo sprinkled a handful of duck food, curled her lips and said, "It's not your turn to take care of saving the common people, right? The second prince doesn't need to worry so much about the country and the people."
With that said, she continued to feed the ducks on the other side.
Mo Jing'an followed him to the other side and continued: "Fourth Princess, we do not speak secretly. Now I will openly say that the emperor entrusted this matter to me, and I had no choice but to do it. If not I don’t want to come to the Fourth Prince’s Mansion to ask you for your Majesty’s decree. But think about it, if you don’t follow me to see the Emperor, then the Emperor’s decree will be issued. The Emperor’s decree cannot be violated. You have to go even if you don’t want to go. You might as well comply now. If you leave me, I can still give you some benefits."
Chu Yingluo straightened up and looked at him calmly: "Since Mingren won't tell secrets, I will tell you what you said. If you want me to go, fine, unless you give me the entire warehouse."
"You..." Mo Jingan suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a good voice: "Your request is really too big. I can't do it. If you just say less, I will agree to it." ”
Chu Yingluo clapped her hands, shook her head and said: "Since you are reluctant to let go, then we don't need to talk. I will just enter the palace again after the emperor's decree comes down. But at that time, I don't know that the second prince... .What will happen~"
Chu Yingluo looked at him and smiled slightly.
Mo Jingan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand taels of gold is enough?"
Chu Yingluo shook her head.
"Three hundred thousand?"
Chu Yingluo then shook her head: "Not enough."
Mo Jingan gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Chu Yingluo, don't go too far! Do you have to force me like this?"
Chu Yingluo smiled and said: "I didn't force you. It is your father who is forcing you now. If you don't agree to my request, you will only end up in a worse end. If you agree to me, I will If you're in a good mood, I might even leave some money for you."
Mo Jing'an's head trembled. Could it be that Chu Yingluo already knew that her father was going to steal his palace? But...how would she know?
Just when Mo Jingan was puzzled, Mo Wenhuan's laughter suddenly came from behind.
"Hahaha, I thought my father told you something important. It turned out that he was begging Chu Yingluo to go to the palace to treat the epidemic. Second brother, I didn't expect you to be so greedy even if you have money. Three hundred thousand taels of gold is too much. Not much, Chu Yingluo, if I were you, it would be impossible for me to agree, I would have to ask for one million taels of gold!"
Mo Jingan glared at him with hatred: "Mo Wenhuan, how dare you eavesdrop on me."
Mo Wenhuan puffed up his chest: "Who overheard what you were saying? I happened to be passing by and listened openly, hahaha... You, Mo Jing'an, also have times when you ask for help. If you really want to ask for help, at least you have to Show some sincerity."
Mo Jingan looked at Mo Wenhuan's triumphant face and clenched his fists in anger, stepped forward and pushed him away: "Get out of here."
Mo Wenhuan was pushed to the side and staggered to the side. When he turned around, he saw that Mo Jing'an had left. He immediately got up and mocked: "Look, I only raised one million taels, but he didn't Are you willing to give it to me? Is one million taels a lot of money? Is it a lot compared to the important things my father has entrusted you with?!"
Mo Jingan was too lazy to pay attention to him, waved his sleeves and robe, and strode away without looking back.
Mo Wenhuan jumped up and cursed: "Mo Jingan, just wait to be punished by your father! You bitch actually pushed me..."
Mo Wenhuan was so angry that he cursed, but when he saw Mo Jingan returning angrily, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
